The next day, Yunli got the promise of the emperor of the Great Xiangguo to give Xiao Xiyue, the daughter of the brave general of the Great Xiangguo, as the princess of Jinde, and married Mo Yuchen, the lord of the Yuliang Kingdom.

In the embassy, Mo Yuchen holds a jade gilt butterfly hairpin, which is the most beloved thing of his mother during his lifetime, and the butterfly with wings is her lifelong desire, and his mother handed it to him before leaving, hoping that he can live freely with his beloved.

Looking at the hairpin, Mo Yuchen said softly: "Mother, the child has finally found the owner of the hairpin." ”

The day of harmony is set after January, the day after the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15.

On this day, Xiao Xiyue looked graceful and luxurious under the dress of jasper, looking at herself in the mirror, Xiao Xiyue couldn't recognize it, is this still herself?

"Xi'er." Xiao's mother walked in, and when she saw that her child was about to leave her and marry someone else, she couldn't help but cry again.

"Mother, don't cry, today is a day of festivities." Xiao Xiyue comforted her mother.

"Xi'er, my mother can't send you anymore, the sedan chair in the palace has arrived outside the door, you have to kneel down to worship the emperor, and then set off for Yuliang."

"What about Father? Didn't he come? ”

"Your father has gone to the palace, and he will send you to the border."

"Mother, you have to take care, your daughter can't be by your side anymore. Fortunately, there is still a permanent extension. Xiao Xiyue held back her tears, kowtowed to her mother, and got up and walked to the palace.

The whole of Kyoto is already very lively, and people sigh that all the streets are covered with red carpets, which is of course not the masterpiece of the Emperor of the Great Xiangguo, but a gift from Mo Yuchen to Xiao Xiyue, and he wants to give her ten miles of red makeup.

Mo Yuchen put on a red robe early in the morning and entered the palace.

The emperor of Daxiangguo was very surprised to see him, no emperor would go to another country to greet his relatives in person, it can be seen how important Xiao Xiyue is in his heart, and the emperor can't help but wonder in his heart, whether it is right or wrong to marry Xiao Xiyue to Mo Yuchen.

Xiao Xiyue was dressed in a fiery red wedding dress, embroidered with a phoenix peony pattern with gold thread, and a hundred flowers with a Nanzhu gold hairpin, her already fair face was even more exquisite, and her clear eyes were like a deep spring, which deeply attracted Mo Yuchen, and he seemed to be unable to take his eyes off until he lived forever.

Xiao Xiyue didn't expect to see Mo Yuchen so soon, she has no love or resentment for him, but she wants to be with him for a lifetime, and it is good to respect each other like guests.

Glancing over Mo Yuchen, Xiao Xiyue saw her father standing silently on the side, but staring at her tightly, her eyes full of guilt.

She knelt down respectfully and kowtowed goodbye to the emperor, no one knew that she was actually bidding farewell to her father.

The chime rang, the auspicious time had arrived, Xiao Xiyue sat in a sedan chair under the traction of Mo Yuchen, and circled along Kyoto to receive the blessings of the people of Daxiangguo.

The streets were full of people, everyone wanted to get a glimpse of the happy bride's flower and moon appearance, and the crowd rang out with sounds of blessings and exclamations from time to time.

The more lively the crowd, the more lonely Xiao Xiyue became, but this is her fate, undertaking the mission of the family or the whole country, at least this also reflects her value, isn't it?

Walking to the gate of the city, Xiao Xiyue saw those familiar figures, Hua Zhiyu's eyes were red from crying, and he couldn't support it, and he was leaning on Xiao Yongyan's chest.

Pang Bai is hugging his wife, and it seems that Huo Lianxiang is doing well.

and Dou Mutian was standing beside Changsun Hong, reluctantly watching her carriage drive out of the city gate.

It seems that they are doing well, so she is also relieved.

Looking at Mo Yuchen, who was riding a tall horse in front of him, and the long queue of relatives behind him, Xiao Xiyue felt that he was really leaving.